Clock Breakers
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After four years, my life was relatively normal again. Or it was, until a mysterious man with the wrong shoes appeared with a job offer from his boss. Now I'm jumping through time, looking for pieces to the biggest universal bomb ever created to prevent the explosion that destroys time itself.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
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